I railed against God, I questioned, I screamed, I cried and I told God it wasn't fair and that I was mad at Him. My head knows it is not His fault, and He did not cause this terrible thing to happen, but my heart was broken and I wanted Him to know the depth of my pain.
He listened and took my misguided anger, just as Jesus took my sins upon Himself on the cross. God didn't flinch when I screamed and told Him He wasn't fair.
Right before turning the lights out for bed, I prayed that He would allow me to rest. He did. I slept well despite my heartache. When I awoke, I thanked Him right away for the good rest.
Often, I pray when I walk. This morning I took a walk in the woods, and there I met Jesus. When my eyes saw this, I fell to my knees and cried for mercy and strength.
"Lord, my suffering is nothing compared to what you suffered for all of us. But, I am hurting and I need you. Please show me the way."
And he answered, "My Word is a lamp unto thy feet and a light unto thy path."Amen.
Be love and be blessed,
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